Camobi Imóveis

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A few months ago, while browsing through Camobi Imóveis’ showroom, a regular noticed something peculiar on one of the display tables—a tiny figurine of an old-fashioned key, seemingly out of place among modern real estate models. Curious, the regular picked up the key and found that it fit perfectly into the lock of a nearby cabinet. Inside was a small envelope containing a handwritten note: 'For the first person who finds this.' Turns out, it was just a prank by the owner’s young son, who loved playing tricks on potential clients. Everyone had a good laugh, and now finding the hidden key has become part of Camobi Imóveis' quirky charm.

2. At dawn one morning, an early riser passing by Camobi Imóveis noticed that the realtor’s sign kept changing its own address overnight. Curious, they approached the office and peered inside through the window. To their amusement, a delivery driver was calmly unpacking boxes labeled with different addresses, each one clearly marked as belonging to Camobi Imóveis. Turns out, every night the realtor played a prank on himself by moving his own signs around town, just for fun.

3. At dusk, a delivery driver pulled up to Camobi Imóveis with a box of brochures. As he walked into the office, he spotted something peculiar on the receptionist’s desk—a tiny plastic model of a house, its door ajar and a note reading: ‘For the person who’ll never leave here.’ The delivery driver shrugged it off as just another oddball thing about Camobi Imóveis. Later that evening, while browsing through the brochures, he found himself thinking, ‘Whoever ends up working here might want to bring their own snacks.’ The next day, no one mentioned anything unusual, and life went on as usual—except for the occasional whispered rumors among neighbors that the place was haunted by a ghostly realtor who’d never leave his office.

4. At nightfall, a jogger passing by Camobi Imóveis caught a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, they peered in and saw nothing unusual—until noticing the lights were off yet the air felt oddly warm. Suddenly, an old poster on the wall started swaying gently, as if someone was whispering behind it. The jogger quickly left, deciding that maybe real estate wasn’t such a good idea after dark. But the next day, everything seemed normal again—except for one thing: the air conditioning in Camobi Imóveis was running full blast.